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Love Is Complicated

Love, is quite a complicated thing, you can keep giving, without getting it back. It passed through abilities, religion, white or black. Making you happy or making you sad, and making good people turn bad, love can last for eternity, or just be a passing fad. It has the ability to heal the sick, and bring others back to life, get you back on the right track, and pull you out of strife. Love seems to be judged not by how much you love, but by how much others love you, it can only be honest, loyal and caring, if the love you feel is true. Love is a verb, it's a doing word, anybody can say "I love you"- it is all the little things you do, that true love really shines through.

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